Violins and Nostalgia

This is a picture of my cousin's kids that I took last spring.

So this weekend I went home to visit the family in AZ. I forgot how fun and interesting family wards can be! The first funny thing I saw was a cute little blonde boy sitting on the other end of our pew. All of a sudden he looks at his mom and shouts, laughing,

"Mommy, your toes tickle me!"
"What honey?" (as she tries to make him whisper.)
"You're toes tickle me mommy. They tickle me!"

I got to help my mom in primary and be in charge of the Sunbeams. Little kids are so adorable! I love the cute little fluffy dresses and the teeny tiny ties that you don't have to tie and little loafers. It's all just so cute, it makes you want to talk in the high pitched voice and squeeze everything. So the lesson in sharing time was about sin and repentance. When the question was posed, "what is sin?" one little sunbeam with bouncy red curls and a daisy covered dress raised her hand and tried not to leap out of her seat as she shouted "I know I know!"

"Ok honey, what is sin?"
"Sin. . . it's a kind of violin, right? Ya. It's a kind of violin!"

I tried to hold it in but little bursts of laughter kept creeping out. That just got me thinking about how simple life is when you're little. Remember the days when your biggest worries were which barbie you were going to play with, or what flavor of teddy grahams you should pick for a snack? I love how amazing and beautiful and thoughtful and kind and gentle little children are. We all need to be a little more like them.